Being targeted by the younger brother of the blind date [Entertainment Circle]

The next day.

It was rare for Lin Xuan to get up late.

He tossed and turned last night and didn't fall asleep in the middle of the night. He came out of the room yawning after eight o'clock, looking a little listless.

Before going downstairs, I could smell a sweet milk tea smell from afar.

"Did you not sleep well last night?" Luo Tian was eating breakfast in the living room when he heard the movement and looked towards him.

"Yeah." Lin Xuanyan nodded, pulled out the chair and sat down, "Have you made milk tea, it smells so good."

"Red bean milk tea, I specially reserved a cup for you." Luo Tian put the steaming milk tea in front of him, along with an oversized sandwich, "Try my idol's craftsmanship."

Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Qi Jiaheng did this?"

"Well, he came back from running very early today, and Yuan He was teaching him how to make sandwiches when I came down." Luo Tian laughed when he said this, "You are clumsy, and several fried eggs have been fried. You don’t even need a sandwich machine, it’s said that something made by a machine has no soul…”

Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and suddenly recalled the conversation between the two in the kitchen that day.

"This automatic cooking machine, I only used it once and left it idle..."

"why?"

"The dishes cooked by the machine have no soul, but it is a machine, and it seems a bit too much for me to ask it to have a soul."

……

"Um, I mean he's quite talented." Luo Tian forcibly honored his idol, "Why are you in a daze?"

"Where are the others?" Lin Xuan came back to his senses and asked.

"It's already gone, he seems to have finished his class this morning." Luo Tian said.

"Oh." Lin Xuan picked up the sandwich and took a bite. The person who made it also wrapped a layer of oil paper on the outside, which is very convenient to eat.

"You guys last night..."

Luo Tian originally wanted to ask them what time they would come back, but Lin Xuan rushed to answer in the middle of the conversation: "We didn't do anything last night, we just watched a movie."

If the car hadn't come in time, there's no telling what would have happened.

Maybe dreams come true...

Lin Xuan could no longer use the excuse of thinking too much this time to convince himself, after all, at that moment, he saw undisguised desire in Qi Jiaheng's eyes.

What about yourself?What kind of eyes did you look at Qi Jiaheng at that time?

Lin Xuan gnawed on the sandwich in small bites, feeling a little uninspired.

Luo Tian was also a little preoccupied, took a sip of milk tea, and asked hesitantly, "Um... do you have any experience in chatting with people? I mean, you need a phone number and a WeChat account."

Lin Xuan temporarily put aside the picture that appeared in his mind, "Whose phone and WeChat do you want?"

"It's just that a little brother often comes to our shop to eat cakes recently..." Luo Tian said shyly.

In fact, Luo Tian didn't pay special attention to him at first.

The little brother is pretty good-looking, but she usually sees a lot of good-looking people.

It's just that the little brother would come to her shop every other day to ask for a dessert, and he would sit by the window and eat slowly, wearing white wireless headphones, as if the noise of the world had nothing to do with him.

For almost two months in a row, Luo Tian gradually became curious about him, curious about... what he listened to through his earphones.

Luo Tian's question caught Lin Xuan who had never struck up a conversation before. He thought for a while, "Will there be any event in your store? Why don't you just collect customer information and phone numbers so that you can send small gifts on birthdays or something?" .”

"Why didn't I think of it." Luo Tian suddenly smiled, "This method is good, I'll try it."

There was no class in the afternoon, Qi Jiaheng and Huang Ze went straight to the hospital to visit his brother after eating lunch in the cafeteria.

When he arrived, his brother was sitting by the window basking in the sun.

"Why are you alone, brother Fang Zhe?" Qi Jiaheng asked.

"Ran."

"Tell him everything." Qi Jiaheng said clearly.

"Well, I told you, I finally confessed." Qi Jiahang sighed, "I didn't expect to scare people away. They said they were buying oranges for me. They went there after ten o'clock last night. Up to now, there is no sign of anyone. See you."

People tend to get agitated easily at night, they were only chatting about interesting things in school, but at the beginning the two of them had a tacit understanding and didn't mention Qi Ning.

It stands to reason that after waiting for so many years, he didn't expect that he still couldn't hold his breath.

"Buying oranges? Do you believe it at night?" Qi Jiaheng held back a smile, "Brother, you must be fully prepared for your confession, don't you usually make two copies of the project?"

Qi Jiahang frowned. Although he was already 28, he had basically zero love experience.People in their family seem to lack romantic cells, both his father and his grandfather are like this.

"At least there must be flowers, candles, music... these." Qi Jiaheng coughed with his fist on his lips, and seeing his brother's face gradually sinking, he changed the subject, "Brother Fang Zhe can't accept it for a while, it's normal for him It will take time to digest this."

"I hope so." Qi Jiahang looked forward, "Even if he doesn't come to me, I will go to him after he is discharged from the hospital."

Lin Xuan came back from eating in the staff restaurant, only to hear Xiaoman say that Fang Zhe had come to the company.

"Didn't he ask for a week's leave?" Lin Xuan asked doubtfully.

"I don't know, maybe there is something wrong." Xiaoman paused and said, "The editor-in-chief came to see you just now, and asked you to go to his office after you come back."

"Okay, then go to the studio to get ready, I'll come over later."

Xiaoman nodded yes.

After Lin Xuan finished speaking, he turned back to the elevator and pressed the up button.

Treasure Magazine occupies the third floor of the building.

On the 21st floor, the staff restaurant and the logistics management department each occupy half.

The 22nd floor is the office area for ordinary employees.

The 23rd floor is Fang Zhe's office and studio, and of course the artist's temporary dressing room.

Most of the shooting is done in my own studio, which is not only convenient and quick, but also saves a lot of space rental costs.

Lin Xuan knocked on the door of the office, and when Fang Zhe said, he opened the door and walked in.

"Why did you come here suddenly? Is Qi Jiahang feeling better?"

"Well, it shouldn't be a big problem if you can eat and sleep."

Lin Xuan sat down on the sofa, took a closer look, and was taken aback by the dark circles under Fang Zhe's eyes, "How many nights have you been up?"

Fang Zhe: "..." He hasn't slept well since the day Qi Jiahang was injured. Last night after he found out the truth, he returned home and tossed and turned until dawn before falling asleep in a daze.

"These are not important. Did you already know, Qi Jiahang..." Fang Zhe scratched his hair, and he was still in a kind of unreal shock.

"The person he likes is you." Lin Xuan continued calmly, "Qi Jiaheng already told me that day in the hospital."

Lin Xuan paused and asked again, "What did he tell you?"

Fang Zhe sat down next to him, and said with nothing to love: "Probably everything that needs to be said has been said."

Including the confession in KTV that night, and the conversation between him and Qi Ning the next day, the four-year relationship that Qi Ning directed and acted on himself, and those circles of friends who showed affection, all of which were only visible to him.

And that confession that was many years late.

"So you ran away?" Lin Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Senior, do you want to be so cowardly?"

Fang Zhe said dejectedly, "Every time I misunderstood him these years, I didn't deserve his liking at all, and I didn't know how to face him."

"Whether it's worth it or not depends on what Qi Jiahang says." Lin Xuan sighed, "As for the confrontation, I'll leave it to time."

With the lessons learned from his elder brother, Qi Jiaheng decided that he must be fully prepared for his confession at night.

He drove back to the villa at four o'clock, and before five o'clock, the clerk delivered the flower candles he ordered last night to the river bank.

There is a shop in the same city called Confession Bar on a certain treasure, and there are confession packages at various prices, and Qi Jiaheng directly bought the most expensive one.

"Sir, please sign for it." The clerk took out the delivery slip, "Because you bought the highest-level confession package in our store, not only 99 roses, 520 heart-shaped candles, but also arranged on the other side of the river." For a romantic confession fireworks show, you can call in advance when you need to set off. We also provide free on-site decoration and recycling services to save you from all worries.”

"Help me move things downstairs, and I can do the rest myself." Qi Jiaheng said after signing, pointing to the river bank below the long steps.

He just drove around here, and found that this place will not occupy public resources, and its location is relatively hidden. It is a good place to confess.

"Okay." The clerk, who saved a job, responded happily. Usually, the customers who buy the most advanced package want to save trouble. I didn't expect this customer to do everything by himself. He is really very attentive.

"Call me after that, and we will send someone to recover it."

Qi Jiaheng hummed, saw that there were other flowers on the truck, and asked casually.

"Coincidentally, these flowers and candles were also ordered by residents nearby." The clerk did not forget to boast, "Confession, our family is definitely a professional."

Hearing what he said, Qi Jiaheng immediately gained more confidence.

It took nearly an hour and a half to arrange the flowers and candles, and it took time to light each one.The wind on the bank of the river is very strong. Fortunately, the candles are packed in glass cups, so they are not easy to be blown out by the wind.

Nearly eight o'clock, the guests had already returned to the villa one after another, and Yuan He brought the last dish to the table.

"Why is there someone missing? Where is Qi Jiaheng?" In fact, Lin Xuan wanted to ask a long time ago, but for some reason he kept holding back.

Cheng Fei bit an apple and pulled the chair away: "He came back after four o'clock, said he had something to do and went out again, so we don't have to wait for him for dinner."

"Oh." Lin Xuan rolled up the pasta and took a bite.

Yuan He said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry everyone, I'm better at making noodles, and you will eat it."

"Do you think Qi Jiaheng didn't want to eat the noodles you made, so he made excuses for coming home late." Luo Tian asked intentionally.

"How is it possible, good brothers will not dislike each other, not to mention we discussed a major life issue last night."

Luo Tian hesitated, and asked curiously, "What important life issues are we discussing?"

"It's a secret." Yuan He glanced at Cheng Fei, "Don't say it."

Just after dinner, Lin Xuan's phone on the dining table vibrated, it was a WeChat message from Qi Jiaheng.

Qi Jiaheng: Are you done eating?

Lin Xuan: Yes.

Qi Jiaheng: Then come out for a while.

Lin Xuan: Where are you going?

Qi Jiaheng: On the bank of the river, walk 300 meters to the convenience store.

Lin Xuan paused with his fingertips on the screen: What are you doing there?

Qi Jiaheng: You come here first, I'll tell you.

After what happened last night, when Lin Xuan thought of facing Qi Jiaheng alone, his heart was like a soda bottle that had been gently shaken. It seemed nothing on the surface, but in fact it was stuffed with various emotions and speculations.

Can't stand any more shaking.

He hesitated for a long time holding the phone before sending a good word slowly.

As soon as he left the villa, there was a gust of cool wind. Lin Xuan didn't want Qi Jiaheng to wait too long in the cool wind, so he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

The street lamps stretched his shadow long and narrow.

When he was about to walk to the convenience store, he saw someone put a candle confession in the open space next to him. The flickering flame made Lin Xuan shrink his neck, and deliberately walked around a little before passing.

After walking forward for a while, I saw Qi Jiaheng leaning on the railing with one hand from a distance, his figure tall and straight.

Lin Xuan paused and continued to move forward.

When Qi Jiaheng heard the footsteps and turned his head, he who had already prepared himself mentally was suddenly at a loss when he saw Lin Xuan.

He just asked stupidly, "You're here."

"I've been waiting for a long time." Lin Xuan said apologetically, "I just came over and saw someone put up a candle confession on the side of the road. I went around and wasted some time."

"Why do you have to go around on purpose?" Qi Jiaheng asked, secretly observing his expression.

"Well, it's related to the legend I had at school." Lin Xuan couldn't explain it.

"The legend that Xing Feng said?" Qi Jiaheng suddenly had a guess, and his heart sank, "Could someone have confessed to you in the same way before."

"That's right. It should be in my sophomore year. That person put a lot of candles downstairs. Maybe he didn't pay attention when cleaning up and set the apartment on fire." Lin Xuan exhaled, "Fortunately, there were no casualties. .”

"I moved out of the apartment later, but I didn't expect someone to remember it after graduation." Lin Xuan was speechless.

Qi Jiaheng: "..."

"By the way, did you ask me to come out?"

"It's nothing, I just passed by here and thought the night view is pretty good." Qi Jiaheng pretended to be calm, but in reality he panicked a lot.

Lin Xuan groaned, and turned his gaze to the Wanjia lights on the opposite side of the river, which looked pretty good.When I turned my gaze, I found that there were some faint fire lights under the steps where they were standing.

"Is it on fire down here?" Lin Xuan leaned on the railing and was about to probe down, but was pushed back by Qi Jiaheng's palm.

"No, you read it wrong."

"No, it's definitely there." Lin Xuan was still worried, and planned to go down the steps to have a look.

"Really not." Qi Jiaheng held his wrist and pulled him back.

Just as Lin Xuan was about to say something, with a loud noise, countless fireworks exploded in the sky.

His attention was attracted for a moment, and golden fireworks flickered in his eyes.

"That's weird." Lin Xuan frowned and muttered, "I clearly remember that fireworks are prohibited on other days except New Year's Eve. Am I wrong?"

Qi Jiaheng coughed unnaturally: "You are talking about urban areas, and the control is not so strict in the suburbs."

"I see." Lin Xuan frowned, "It's pretty pretty."

Qi Jiaheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you like it?"

"I like it." Lin Xuan raised his head and raised the corners of his lips.

"As long as you like it." Qi Jiaheng's voice was a little more shy.

"But it doesn't matter whether I like it or not." Lin Xuan blinked, "The fireworks must have been set off by the boy who just confessed his love. Are we trying to cheat other people's hearts?"

Qi Jiaheng: "..." The words of confession came to his lips, and he swallowed them because of Lin Xuan's words.

If you confess now, the timing and atmosphere will be completely wrong.

The fireworks were set off for five or six minutes, and the countless light spots flickering in the night sky will eventually converge into - Lin Xuan, I like you [爱心].

And at the moment before these words appeared, Qi Jiaheng took the lead in blocking Lin Xuan's eyes.

The neat handwriting flickered in the dark sky for a while, and disappeared into nothing after a few seconds.

Lin Xuan pulled Qi Jiaheng's hand off, only to faintly see a shadow of love remaining in the night sky.

The author has something to say: Before confessing——

Qi Jiaheng: Everyone in our family lacks romantic cells, except me.

After confessing——

Qi Jiaheng: QAQ